Our Baggage Wagon


It's an overloaded planet, and
our excesses insult it,
a weight it cannot carry,
the wheels falling off,
the spokes cracked.

We might need to confine our selves
to one carry-on bag, a cup,
and bamboo begging bowl, a spoon,
one blank book, pencil, and one
change of clothes,
no room for guns, knives,
cudgels, swords, laptops,
or beauty creams.

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